I officially got the day shift for publications for WorldCon, woo~. I also finished my stalker list of editors and agents (there aren't much of the latter, actually) who will be attending the convention, so go me. (Though honestly the WorldCon Web site did most of the stalking for me.)
Meanwhile I'm terrified of being sick during WorldCon. My mind fathoms all the horrible things that could happen... like pink eye volume 3. No one will talk to me if I have pink eye. They'll think I'm one of those fangirls who Mary-Sue-RPGs herself as an elf and only bathes once every two weeks. I AM A HYGIENIC PERSON, DANGIT.
Happy thoughts, everyone. I did totally kick A on my word count yesterday, got about 3k done. I'm on chapter 15 and now get to BS a bunch of steampunk-esque science.
I also think I totally freaked out one of my coworkers whilst sniffing and coughing in the elevator. But I'm pretty sure I'm not contagious...*
*Let it be known that I do not support sick people coming to the office. I hate sick people in the office. But I'm really more whiny than sick. It's okay to be whiny as long as you're aware you're being whiny, right?